IWRESTLEDABEARONCE LYRICS

1. Gift Of Death

Slaughter the children. To Protect the father.
The blood to water.
Aware inside my body. Trapped in a pool of blood.
I dig my fingers in the open sores of the ones who've given up.
I hear them suffocate.
They are bloated. A waste of life.
Relax my hands. It's a blessing.
Their eyes turn up. I force mine down in the hole.
The gift of death is such a blessing for us.
Cut out my wicked eyes.
Gift of death.
Cut out my wicked eyes.
A gift is carved to hide the markings on palms.
A mask could hide the father.
Blood to water.
Blood to water.
Sacrifice like you do your daughters.
Blood to water. Blood to water.
Their eyes turn up. I force mine down.
The gift of death is such a blessing for us.
Sacrifice.
Cut out my wicked eyes. Wicked eyes.

2. Remain Calm

Remain calm.
You're overcompensating to hide your moral failing.
I find you fascinating. This is all so fascinating.
You want no regulation.
You're Measuring the wrong thing.
No matter what you choose to weigh they all will be left waiting.
Hush my baby don't cry.
Rig the game. You can derail the narrative.
This is your righteous lullaby.
Conquer truth and you can derail the narrative.
This is your righteous lullaby.
Conquer truth and you can derail the narrative.
Open wider.
Let them suffer.
Puff out your narrow chest.
You're the king of nothing.
You play real cool.
Regulator.
Something greater.
Stimulate the point of hatred.
You're king of the void.
Master of nothing. King of the void.
You know the deck was stacked.
You know goddamn well that the deck, it was stacked.

3. Green Eyes

No I have no love for a lie.
They are all rotten inside.
Payment is part of the smile.
Controlled and confined a predestined nature that sticks.
It rots the inside. The tree has been spoiled and splits.
Get down to the roots and see what they've wrought.
The branches reach out to nothing at all.
If you get down to the roots would you consume?
Disposable it makes you controllable.
If you only knew.
A falsified icon laid down where their eyes can consume you.
Harvest your power. Devour your spirit. Bound.
Fragile.
Ask yourself would you be?
If you get down to the roots and see hat they're swollen with poison. Would you still love them?
And if you only knew how they tied the noose around your neck would you still love them?
Would you still love?
No. I would not be grateful.
I wil not accept the fruit.
Would you get down to roots?
Could you pull up the roots or would you consume?

4. Erase It All

This is my mind. It's become inconsequential.
It's become an apparition.
It's becoming and affliction.
And I know that apathy is easier in life.
Practice your subservience and throw away your mind.
What more could we all ask for?
Take a hit and you'll want more.
No, I won't play.
I reject this life.
I would rather choke than let it inside.
Dear him calling for comfort.
In those eyes we are all whores.
Blacked out minds.
Swollen from the intentions.
Proper socialization is what will eviscerate us.
We are all whores in his eyes.
You tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine.
It falsifies the intentions of your enemies.
Tilt your head back. Try to take your medicine.
Force it open to ingest proper socialization.
Constrain the population.
No I won't play.
I reject this life.
I would rather choke than let it inside.
Hear him calling for comfort.
In those eyes we are all whores.
Failure destined.
Erected by the enemy.
Erase it all. Eject it now.
Top the chalice. No, not a drop is valid.

5. Curse The Spot

Stake My life on a smile.
Mouth is like Saccharine.
Behind the teeth incantations to punish them.

You want the monster don't you?
Your punishment controls you.
I'll step into the role.
Reverse the mirror.
Point it toward you.

The crime is existence.
A drop on the table cloth.
To exist in a spent world.
My creation is dangerous.

Your black and white.
I find this ugly.
My fingers - delicate
Can wrap around that neck.

Blame me for the ills of mankind. I'm not guilty.
You wanna see me swing I'm not guilty.
I'm taking you with me.

You curse the spot. All you see is the drop.
You're so caught up. I'm treacherous.

I don't do this for the ones, who suffered at your hands.
I don't do this for their love, it's not what they command.
I do it for myself, I'm here to purge the garden.

Lead me down to the river. I don't need your permission.
If you wanna play holy, I'll be the snake in the garden.
Blame me for the ills of mankind. I'm not guilty.
You wanna see me swing I'm not guilty.
I'm taking you with me.
You curse the spot. All you see is the drop.

You curse the spot. I'm not guilty.
I'm taking you with me.
I do this for myself and no one else.

6. Doomed To Fail, Pt. 1

I know it well enough.
We are in the death throws.
I have to call you bluff.
You need your direction.
You want a static life. And I'm angry.
You want the same results without the same effects.
Repeat a dead science.
You beat the dead carcess.
This is insanity. It's not a plan for me.
You'd have me accept it. Too proud to respect it.
I'll burn this place to the ground.
Irresponsible to throw it away.
Secure it in the cold and decay.
This heart can't cease to beat.
I want it to shatter.
A thousand pieces strewn on the floor.
They're all around me.
They will unthaw inspiration.
If this is doomed to fail, I'd rather watch it burn.
I'll watch it burn.
What happened to you to make you bitter?
Too soon to accept that fate.
Too soon to pull the trigger.
You keep it secure in the cold.
I want it to shatter.
It's too soon to pull the trigger.
It's too soon to pull the trigger.
What happened to you to make you bitter?
It's too soon to pull the trigger.

7. Doomed To Fail, Pt. 2

The static life was not your intention
You want to wear me out and have me accept it
You try to protect yourself I know you hurt someone
I know to play that part I've learned to expect it
It's too soon to pull the trigger
It's too soon to pull the trigger
What happened to you to make you bitter
It's too soon to pull the trigger
Secure in the cold... is this what you do
Secure in the cold
If this is doomed to fail than I would rather burn
I would rather burn
I would rather burn
I would rather burn
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
If this is doomed to fail than I would rather burn
I would rather burn
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh Oh

8. Killed To Death

How could every single drop of consciousness be pushed aside?
Brushed under a paragidm where ignorance is left to thrive.
Five faces.
The death of death is vital to the preserver.
Hide your face to take your place inside his realm.
Divine anger.
Five faces.
Buried alive.
The virus of euphoria.
Witness declined.
Victourious
Intelligence to finish us.
They know that their right for the wrong way.
Hide your face as you strike a match.
Intelligence is turning to ash.
The truth is, you are the assailant.
Decimate them all.
Ignite the stake to burn them all.
If their minds have awakened.

9. Trips

Was it an act of God that erased our humanity?
You're either dying or you're dead and alone.
I embrace the insanity.
The place where you made your stand.
It never mattered to them.
The man in black transforms us.
It never mattered to the hand.
The place where you made your stand.
It never mattered to the hand of God.
I'm thinking in the end. It might be better.
Can we transcend war with ourselves
If we think our Hell is Heaven?
I'm thinking in the end it might be better.
From the hand of God.
We are running out of time. A decision must be made.
They might be frayed but they're still detonate the bomb.
The hand of God.
Running out of time.

10. Man Of Virtue

Dying to live, trying to fit narrow
Dying to live the definition.
I won't be conned, I won't be ensnared.
To tell you the truth, you make me sick.
To tell you the truth you still have nothing.
You are violent but I feel nothing.
Your entitlement-
I owe you nothing.
I watch you deflate and I see nothing.
You're not my Saviour this time.No.
No point in trying to fix this narrow snare.
You're still slack-jawed, listless and soft.
Man of virtue. I will hurt you.
And my heart is too cold
And I lack a gentle touch
And I do not exist as a constant to your crutch.
I disregard your moral failings. If you couldn't get it up.
And my heart is too cold
And I lack the sympathy.
It's too small.
It would split if I would give you what you need.
The constant to your crutch, if you can't get it up.
You're failing.
You can't control the clutch.
I lack a tender heart. Can you function with no backbone?
I have no consolation.
I'm running out of patience.
Can't control the clutch.
So soft and slack-jawed.
My conscience is crystal clear.
My conscience is fucking crystal clear.

11. Carbon Copy

This cannot stay alive. The lie in a hive mind.
Realize the faction won.
Your goal is Work.Buy.Die.
Just know I don't want your acceptance or your forgiveness.
I don't want a leader I just need a witness.
We carbon copy for your profit.
We tied our hands in tradition.
Unravel the thread that anchors me.
Deconstruct the fibres that are clinging.
You grieve for what's lost.
I grieve for what never was.
It always feels the same.
I want no part.
I know- Produce for yourself alone
That's probably why they hate you the most.
Existing to suck you dry
Take away from the host the substance.
You are a resource for them to harness.
I'm opposed to my function.
The veil is not my composition.
Unravel the thread that anchors me.
Deconstruct the fibres that are clinging.
In the chronicle you were a sentence.
Destroy the archive let them rebuild.
I don't need a leader I just need a witness.
I am opposed to my function.
Cut out the thread.
Done with antiquity in a dying system.
The scene. It had no love for me.
I don't exist in life a drone to Work.Buy.Die.
Believe in anything.
Typical.This Life.
Work.Buy.Die.

12. Wade In The Water

I heard you could walk on water.
I watch you play victim to the tombs.
Slaughter of a filthy pig.
I'd watch your skin turn on the spit.
But I would not consume. I won't infect my body.
Syllables invite you to your tomb.
Favor taken.-service
To rip out the tongue.
Let them suffer. Aware if their miserable lives.
Restore balance and move on.
You grow submissive.Unbearable.
I don't do this for justice.
The look in your eyes as we consume you.
Wade in the water. A beast to slaughter.
Wade in the weight. The water.
A beast to slaughter.
I'd gladly watch your skin turning on.
I know you're seeing this through. On the back end.
Set in your conviction. Are you?
I heard you could walk on water.
The flesh is rotten. Burn till it's forgotten.

13. We All Float Down Here

Come closer dear so you can hear me.
Give me your name. I'll speak it softly.
You will be consumed-closer.
Let it seep right through-Closer.
No reason to stand in the doorway.
It's been so long since we've had a visitor.
A room with no number and no name.
So long since we've fed off the innocent.
Put your hands on the barrier.
The imprint of the blood is your hands on the barrier.
The imprint of the blood is there.
When you first walked in it was holding you back.
It was my hand, I was holding you back.
Innocent is better when it's dead.
And my death is better when it's fed.
We all float here.
We're still floating. We all float down here.
No reason to stand in the doorway.
It's been so long since we've had a visitor.
A room with no number and no name.
It's been so long since we've fed off the innocent.
Put your hands on the barrier.
The imprint of the blood is in your hands on the barrier.
The imprint of of the blood is there.

14. Your God Is Too Small

When I was young I was taught God.
They equated their fear with a real love.
In time the dissonance becomes believable.
It is a constant reminder
That it grows.
My whole life.
A toxic shadow stays with me at the seams.
And I know it's insidious.
In the light still the outline stays with me at the seams.
And I know it's insidious.
You're fear is not enough.
It's cheap and it's meaningless.
The doubt has cast a shadow. Eroding my mind.
They treat it like a sickness.
They fear I am not contagious.
Realize your God is too small.
See the outline grow.
The flower is in bloom.
I see it underneath. A shadow sings to me that it grows.
My whole life. A toxic shadow stays with me at the seams.
And I know it's insidious.
In the light still the outline stays with me at the seams.
And I know it's insidious.
Rip out all the seams. Let it breathe.
Fear is not the same thing.
Your God is too small.
There's blood on the pages, right where his name is.





IWRESTLEDABEARONCE LYRICS